OH GOD NOT ROBERT

GET OUT OF HERE YOU CREEPY MOTHERFUCKER

Knew a kid who looked JUST like this doll, I swear to god.

>>256
I saw a gif of this once, what's it from?

>>256

i haven't seen anything more disturbing that i remember. D:

>>256
British Horror film called Xtro
Also, good to see so much Beksinski stuff in here.

>>172 Just saw that today on shitbrix.com but I still have one more thing to say:

KILL IT WITH FUCKING FIRE.

Surprised nobody put some mr.mannequin rapist pictures here.

>>396
Fuck this I'll do it on my own

>>396
You did not just call pyramid head that
He is now going to rape you with his 20 inch cock

>>403
B..but..
I love him dearly. <3

Just dumping the pics from my /x/ folder.

>>418
Then you shouldn't mind it so much. <3

War is hell.

War is hell.

>>387
Am I retarded for not seeing it or is there actually nothing there and poster sucks cocks?

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>>406
Um, no.

>>406
brb making a brick wall.

>>414

I marked in red the bricks so people would by surprised by the face bellow it :3

XD enjoy your brix

>>406

>>386
a hell of a drug

>>387
>>386

what is this I don't even

I enjoyed that picture.

our old house, we had a dresser-cart-can-holder thing, we had boxes and a cock pot on it (slow cooker thingger) with a glass lid. Like three times, when no one was in the kitchen, the lid flew off and slammed to the ground. theres raised edges, so it had to be picked Up, it didnt break, though being glass, and the house was liek 200+ years old. Also, heard a growl in the foliage behind the garage once. it wasnt That full of 46296797 plants, we could see in it, but that growl was friggin loud.

>>427

>cock pot

>>427

>cock pot

Oh god. Thank you guys for not letting me be the first to point that out. That said...

>cock pot

>>749
What a riveting tale there, chap

>>778

Indeed

>>778

We are Onieronauts. We are explorers of the Dream World. We blur the line between waking life and sleep.

And we’re watching you.

It’s strange how many people forget that you spend 1/3 your life sleeping. People have forgotten the importance of dreaming. Less and less people even remember their dreams, and instead get up in the morning, shower, drink their coffee, and drive to work. They’re lives are repetitious and safe. They feel secure in their 2-bedroom condo overlooking the city, and they don’t dream. Instead, they plan their next day. They browse through clothing and furniture catalogs. They watch their cable TV with 999 channels. And yet, they don’t dream.

We do. Not only that, we know we’re dreaming. When you realize you’re dreaming, you realize you’re free. You instantly lift yourself off the ground and fly through the Dewy clouds. You Become a Jedi and eat ice cream while receiving a blow job. You’re free to do anything you please.

Over the years, a select few of us became profoundly gifted. We pushed the limits of the reality within. We would taste the color of nothingness, see 360 degrees around us, and, most astonishingly, communicate with each other. That’s right, we learned telepathy. We learned to enter each others dreams and explore the world together. After that venture, the skies the limit.

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>>62

Then where the fuck is my Jedi ice cream blowjob?

>>61
This idiotic picture has no fucking business on this board.

>>69
There's been a flood of faggots on here recently.
They think COOL STORY BRO and posting an image macro with every post is funny. Boy are they wrong.

>>70

>>70

>bawwww why are there are trolls on an imageboard oh i know complaining about them will make them go away

bump

Hat man is seen by many people around the world. I saw him in a dream after a friend died when I was 4. He had this hat, a large cloak, a cane, and two red, glaring, menacing eyes. He had a large black dog near him, barking and growling at me.

>>242

A friend saw the Hat Man in my house recently. She was on my couch (where she would sleep) and she looked up from what she was doing and saw him just standing there. Later on she saw him again in another location in the room.

>>125
y r u neked loli?

>>281

Update -- my friend saw him again. She was on break when she saw him in my house. Since then she's been back at college.
I don't remember where she said she was, but it was a public place -- like a cafe or library or something -- and she said she kept seeing something dark from the corner of her eye, and when she looked it was always gone. She recalled the wide-brimmed hat from before. She told me about it, my only response was "...the Hat Man, again?"

>>284
Lolis are sometimes more cute when naked, so I am guessing that is the reason.

This thread is my fucken hero. I love shadow beings. They're also a major inspiration to a novel I'm writing :3

>>126

>>363
>>242

>>368
And now you're a pedo.

>>421
No, John.
You are the pedos.

>>12
That was pretty amazing...

My creepy pick of the month: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30uJSxI0Ufc

>>260 whoa this is awesome!

Speaking of terrifying black metal http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7gX362Jtci8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bsivB0a_ZKk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GDh_uHJz9og

I shit brix every time I hear Things In Jars by Pentaphobe. The screeching, sirens, and unknown sounds shuffling around makes me feel really nervous.

More scary black metal for yall niggas

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IxnEUTdLBPY

The Albun "Unconnected", from C.H.S, has tons os creppy music, the one wich is the most creppy is called "Disconnected".
Sadly there isn't any video of the musics on youtube (actually there was, but now they all got shutdown), but if someone wants~
Download~ http://www.mediafire.com/?mngtotoooyx

I can't remember where I got this from, but...

http://xxxxxxxvault.com/

You're a faggot if you've never heard this song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkheAzuxf88&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pd8QUSFuTO4
Just listen long enough. When you hear it, you'll...well you know. :T

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JaLjwSpZ6Cs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hhFv7vFWtzU

This...
is...
awesome, it worked really well with me, my subconscious is really nice(even if it's a little arrogant).
Her name... well, she didn't has a name, but I made one for her, now she is Kikky.
When I get time, I'll post all the conversation, I can't scan it because is in portuguese, I'll have to translate it.
We even doodle it together, it was very creepy.

Hello, are you there?
YES
How do I know it's my subconcious or something? i command my hand to write
I GUESS SO. DIFFERENT PART OF THE BRAIN, MEBEE?
Perhaps..but see only I write "mayby"that way
I AM YOU, NUMBNUTS
Ah right. so....little soul-searching?
WHY NOT
Why am I such an underachiever?
LAZY. SEEK OUT THE MAX GAIN FOR THE MIN. EFFORT
How can I change this?
THERE YOU GO AGAIN, TRYING TO FIND THAT MAGIC BUTTON THAT SIMPLE SWITCH WHEN'RE YOU GONNA LEARN IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT? BE SOMEONE ELSE; CHANGE YOURSELF ENTIRELY..OR NOT.
Can I trust you to help me with that?
I GUESS BUT YOU CAN'T RELY ENTIRELY ON ME. NO SIMPLE ANSWERS.

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Bleh, I'm still unable to do it. Maybe my subconcious is very sleepy.

Well, I tried this, and I wasn't exactly sure if it was really my subconscious what I was talking about, as my mind would just... reply as I wrote the question, if that makes any sense. But, anywhoo, this is how it went (me, sub, me, etc.):

Hello there!
Hello
Do you want to talk to me?
Yes I do
Should I be afraid of you?
Yo shouldn't
What's it like in there then?
It's a fun, nice place
How so?
Just is
What's your name?
Mikael

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>>390

With me, the anwsers came in my head before I could even finish the questions.. fucking bizarre.

All that I was able to get in five tries is that my subconscious cares about NOTHING at all. It's also got no name: everytime I ask its name, all that comes is either something that makes no sense (like "Blala" ou "Gggh", sometimes I even get stuff that aren't letters) or a statement that names are useless.

Other than that, I seem to have controlled all of the conversation and that annoys me.

I fail to believe these things and do not have the ability to dechyper what my right hand writes. (I'm a Lefty.)
Considering a few of the people that are either mentally insane or just assholes over the internet, told me that there's no one in my subconciousness (after the first supposedly gave me one called Amy, which appearantly died very very fast. My soul is a deathtrap, and while I'm a little unstable, I'm non of those...emos/suicidal kids/etc)
So do you really believe it?
Also, what I think is that my conciousness is so dominant and active so that my subconciousness has no place to "breath"
>>339 I'd be very interested to see the letters (of the name). Your subconciousness might be bilingual! (or talks in the..."spirit" language, which according to some, exists) Or just a troll. :P

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would try this if I didn't have to deal with it in reality. everyday is just one long argument with myself

I've been reading Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain lately and I think...

...This probably is more of a brain hemisphere thing than a "conscious" and "subconscious" thing. Your dominant hand doesn't particularly correspond to which hemisphere you use more, though. The right hand is controlled by the left hemisphere of the brain, which handles language and symbols, so that's the one people usually use more since people spend their time talking and posting on image boards and stuff. The left hand is controlled of the right side of the brain, which pretty much sees things just as they are and doesn't try to simplify it for efficiency. It doesn't have a word for what it sees. It just sees it. That's probably why when you write using your right side/left hand it seems more blunt and tactless...? edit: probably also >>399 's problem.

Lefties tend to process things in both hemispheres at once than just one or the other though, for some reason.

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your non-dominant hand has the same legibility as your dominant. I can't read either.

>>278

I think that you need to fucking watch your back when you are fapping. Grandpa might be watching.

I remember ONE paranormal experience my mom told me about.
When I was little, I used to live in Shelton, there's this little creek that runs through it.
I think it was during the summer, my mom had the sudden urge to look at the creek, as she did, she thought she saw what appeared to be our dead cat, FLOATING OVER THE CREEK, with angel wings. She saw it for a good five seconds then he disappeared.

i remeber when i was only small in school i used to see orbs of light, and one or twice i would see the blackened figure of a woman with her hair up in what looked like two buns.
i'm not sure about it i personaly it could have been more the trick of the light than anything else but i defenatly thought it was something back then. even so i don't eradicate the fact that my aunt a medium and fortuneteller (weather she's a fake or not i will never know) she said that my grandmother has finally found us and is happy a few years back.
i have my doughts about it but there is the small posibilty.

>>280

THANKS.
I NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT THAT.

The house I grew up in was a small victorian boarding home once, but there was a fire that killed a few of the residents, and it was later gutted and turned into a residential duplex. Nothing drastic ever happened to me personally, but it's worthy to note that my parents and most guests who stayed overnight attested to hearing footsteps from the burnt out, uninhabited attic. Mind you these were guests who didn't know anything about the house's history. It's also interesting to note that when we took the door hooks and other fixtures off (the fixtures were EXTREMELY old, as in 70+ years old) all of them had strange engravings on the back. Many were faded, but the one that was most prominent was an odd symbol that I can't describe, with the words "OE META" underneath it.

Reading this thread at 1am and with the lights out = BAD IDEA

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I live near a graveyard, it's just across the road. Nothing strange happens. Wat do?

>>405
you MAKE it happen.

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I don't know if what I saw was a ghost or just a hallucination... but I'm sure it wasn't a living person.

Back when I was 18 I was in an abandoned house, just checking it out, looking through the stuff left behind. From what I found it was obvious the last person who lived there was an old lady who had most likely died there, since the house had been empty since the late 70s. As I glanced out the front window i saw a woman standing in the yard with a camera pointed straight at me...

Of course I thought she was living and I ran downstairs out to my car, thinking she would call the cops. As I was trying to drive away I crashed my car into a ditch about 15 feet away from this woman... She never even glanced over. Just stood there. I got out of my car and she was just standing in the yard taking pictures of flowers. Never once looked over at me.

I can't know for sure what I saw, but I'm almost certain she was a ghost.

I have a bar in my house- like, the kind of bar you'd find at a club, for serving drinks. It's not actually a business or anything, it's just there, it's pretty fucking cool for parties.

Anyway, I once had a few dreams about a guy named Adrian who would hang out behind the bar and talk to me. After that, the spot where he had been in my dream would feel cold in real life. This is probably a power-of-suggestion kind of thing than really paranormal, but it's cool. I can also sometimes initiate the dreams by sitting back there for a bit before I go to bed.